Each day we go out, seeking little gifts.
If we are patient and careful, we are generally rewarded with treasure, bites of heaven, rich, nutty, decadent proof that we are loved.
We might have to peer under leaves and behind branches. But sure enough, this time of year means quite a few contemplative moments as we steal away into the backyard, seeking a tasty treat.
1 comment:
Your Dad found 4 ripe ones yesterday. We will have to hurry tho to keep ahead of the mockingbirds who love them too.
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